Well my friends, we are back in the cozy world of Perry Mason, who always wins (OK, maybe there is that one time on TV, but haven’t read it yet). And for me, a So. Cal. native, one of the chief charms of this series is a world I vaguely remember. So this is written in 1943, and I was not around yet, but my mom was. She was 15, just moved from Brooklyn to San Pedro, and in her junior year of high […]
Perry Mason fans out there? C’mon, I know you’re out there. Da da daaa, da DONT.
The Case of thr Buried Clock by Erlr Stanley Gardner